"Henry, I have been waiting for you since the old divine doctor called, and you have finally arrived today. Come in. The door is open!"

John Miller went to the door to greet Henry because he had not seen him in a while.

Henry immediately smiled when he saw him and said, "Grandpa Miller!"

"Have you two met?" John looked at his granddaughter.

Lydia looked awkward.

"We met during the day," Henry said.

"Well, that's quite a coincidence. Perhaps it's destined."

"Today is a good day to get married. You can go do that after lunch." John laughed heartily.

He thought highly of the old divine doctor's medical skills. His students should be just as good.

Henry was stunned momentarily, finally realizing that the gorgeous lady was his fiancée, Lydia Miller.

He could not help but keep observing her with his eyes, focusing on specific areas.

Lydia had also noticed Henry's gaze, which reminded her of the incident from the night before. She felt even more embarrassed.

Not only did he take advantage of her vulnerability the previous night, but he also happened to be her fiancé.

Lydia was still upset about what had happened the night before and got even more frustrated with what she had just discovered.

John was happy, but a middle-aged couple beside him had a frown on their faces as if they were dissatisfied.

They were Lydia's parents.

Their daughter was beautiful, and she also happened to be the CEO of the Miller Group.

A slew of wealthy individuals pursued her. How did she end up with such a brash ruffian?

Lydia's mother, Jennifer Miller, could not help but say to John, "Father, you intend to marry Lydia to this guy?

"Look at how he's dressed. What a shame if our daughter marries him."

"Yes, this will turn the Millers into a joke." Lydia's father, William Miller, voiced his dissatisfaction.

"Stop the nonsense. Henry is not a bumpkin. He has been living in the mountains and doesn't know much about the world. You guys should take care of him even more."

"Their marriage is already decided," John said in a determined tone, ending the discussion.

The couple did not dare to say anything more.

Even though John had handed over the company's business to Lydia, no one dared to challenge him.

Lydia understood that well. Hence, she was mentally prepared for that.

The only surprise was that her fiancé was a bumpkin ruffian who took advantage of her vulnerability the previous night. He had also just left the mountains.

It did not matter because she would show him the difference, forcing him to leave.

Furthermore, it would be impossible for him to get his hands on her!

Lydia drove Henry to the Civil Affairs Bureau at noon, as John requested.

It did not take them long to finish the paperwork, and they came out very quickly.

As he looked at Lydia's frosty face in the photo on the marriage certificate, Henry shook his head and said, "Why can't you look happier?"

"Happier? How can I be happy marrying a ruffian like you who knows nothing but bragging?"

"You're wrong. I'm pretty amazing."

"You?"

"Yes, especially in medical skills. Everyone calls me the divine doctor!"

Pfft.

"You are the divine doctor?! I am the god of medicine if you're the divine doctor! Stop wasting your breath. I'm not a three-year-old who you can fool." Lydia sneered.

"Okay." Henry shrugged helplessly.

"Good to hear you understand. What happened last night was an accident. We are from different worlds. Things will never be possible between us."

"That's hard to say. You might admire me once you get to know me better. You might not be able to resist falling in love with me."

"Stop dreaming. I would rather be in love with a pig than with you!" Lydia said angrily.

'I didn't even like any of the outstanding young men pursuing me. Why would I like you?'

"Lydia!"

Meanwhile, an eye-catching woman approached them.

She was gorgeous, and dressed up provocatively.

Her hot pants barely covered her hips, matched with a tight crop top that perfectly showcased her body.

She glanced at Henry casually.

'Dresses plainly but looks decent. But what does a bumpkin from the mountains like him have to match with Lydia? He's aiming for the moon.'

"I'm here." Lydia greeted her, then turned toward Henry. "This is my best friend, Sarah."

"Hello!" Henry extended his hand and smiled.

Sarah did not even spare him a glance and grabbed Lydia's hand instead and said, "Let's go. Lewis and the others are waiting for us."

Lydia nodded and invited Henry with her. "You can come with us!"

Sarah was there to embarrass Henry so that he would eventually give up.

They got into Lydia's car and drove quickly to their destination.

It was a fencing club with opulent facilities that drew wealthy and powerful members.

"Finally! You two beauties are here. Lewis has already started his match." Several young people greeted them as they went into the club.

They completely ignored Henry. However, Henry did not take it personally.

Lewis played elegantly on the fencing piste, and each swordplay drew the girls' attention.

"How handsome! That swordplay is too graceful." Sarah praised him.

"That's right, we are far behind Lewis in fencing."

Meanwhile, Lewis defeated his opponent effortlessly.

"Impressive! Randy is also skilled, but Lewis defeated him." Lydia praised the man.

Lewis removed his helmet, approached them, and said, "Lydia, Sarah, you're here."

He noticed Henry and asked, "Who is this?"

"Him?"

"He's the bumpkin I told you before." Sarah mocked.

Lewis turned toward Henry.

'So, this is Henry Truman—nobody but a bumpkin. How dare you compete for Lydia with me?'

'He has overestimated himself and is looking for trouble.'

He quickly regained his smile and said, "Oh, it's him. He's a guest now, regardless. Let him join us.

"How about joining us for a match?"

"Not interested." Henry shook his head.

"Are you afraid?"

"That's right. I don't want to be embarrassed."

"Forget it, my bad. Fencing is a noble sport. A bumpkin like him probably can't even hold a sword properly, let alone come up the piste and make a fool of himself," Lewis said.

Henry chuckled and said, "Not really. I simply have no interest in fancy stuff."

"What did you say? How dare you, a bumpkin, look down on fencing?

"Hiding your fear by insulting such a noble sport? Shame on you."

"It doesn't matter if you don't join the game right away, but you have insulted this noble sport, so I must teach you a lesson today. Step up to the piste and fight like a man." Lewis sneered.

"Fine, I'll give you the chance since you insist on making a fool of yourself."

Henry shook his head and walked onto the piste.

The crowd was stunned momentarily, then burst into laughter.

"This is hilarious! How can a bumpkin like you brag so much?"

Henry could not be bothered with their mockery of him. He picked up a sword and asked, "Are we doing this?"

Lewis was confused. "Don't you want to wear protective gear?"

"No need."

"Fine, don't blame me if you get hurt." Lewis got annoyed and sneered.

He even thought of crippling Henry.

"Stop talking." Henry frowned.

Everyone was speechless, and Lewis was getting mad.

'From his posture, I can see that he is a beginner. Yet, he is so arrogant. He must be looking for trouble.'

Lydia felt a bit nervous for Henry.

She despised Henry and wished to rid herself of him. However, she did not want to get him into serious trouble.

"Relax, Lydia. Lewis knows what he's doing. Nothing will happen," Sarah said.

Lydia nodded in agreement.

Meanwhile, Lewis had taken a step forward, thrusting his sword rapidly.

"How handsome is he? His movements are sharp, and there aren't any unnecessary moves."

"Look at that guy, standing loose and unprepared, completely defenseless."

"If Lewis hits him, that guy's finished."

"He's still acting cool. Let's see how he—"

Lewis uttered a pitiful cry, and his sword fell to the ground before he could finish speaking.

How could that have happened?

Everyone was dumbfounded, looking at each other in disbelief.

Lydia was shocked.

She thought Henry would be seriously injured.

Henry threw the sword aside and walked down calmly.

"That's impossible. You must've played a dirty trick."

"That's right."

"Shameless!"

"Show some guts and have a rematch."

Everyone was dissatisfied.

Lewis awakened as he heard the crowd proposing a rematch.

The others might not notice, but Henry's movements were quick and precise.

He might not have been good at fencing, but he had to be skilled in martial arts.

A rematch would have no effect other than to embarrass him even more.

"Forget it. No matter what, I lost. There's no need for excuses," Lewis said quickly.

However, a cruel thought flashed in his mind.

That damn bumpkin had embarrassed him, but it was useless in a world where power and influence mattered most.

He would teach that bumpkin a lesson.

The crowd praised him.

"How generous! Lewis was clearly tricked, but he took it like a champ."

"His generosity is incomparable. I wonder who will be lucky enough to marry him," Sarah said.

Lydia nodded at Lewis. She appreciated what he had done.

Henry must have done something ungrateful even without using dirty tricks to win.

Lewis was pleased by the praise, especially the nod from his goddess.

He looked at Henry with mockery and contempt.

'Even if you win, you are still a clown.'

Henry remained calm and ignored Lewis.

"Actually, I have something important to tell you today, Lydia." Lewis smiled as he spoke.